The Works of Alexander Pope: Satires, &cA. Millar [and others], 1757 |
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... ftill his lord , and whore ? His butchers Henly , his free - mafons Moor ? Does not one table Bavius ftill admit ? Still to one Bishop Philips feems a wit ? 95 100 Still Sappho - A . Hold ; for God - fake - you'll offend , No names - be ...
... ftill his lord , and whore ? His butchers Henly , his free - mafons Moor ? Does not one table Bavius ftill admit ? Still to one Bishop Philips feems a wit ? 95 100 Still Sappho - A . Hold ; for God - fake - you'll offend , No names - be ...
Strana 12
... ftill wanting , tho ' he lives on theft , 180 Steals much , fpends little , yet has nothing left : 184 VER . 169. Pretty in amber , & c . ] The wit and imag'ry of this paffage has been much and justly admired . The most deteftable thing ...
... ftill wanting , tho ' he lives on theft , 180 Steals much , fpends little , yet has nothing left : 184 VER . 169. Pretty in amber , & c . ] The wit and imag'ry of this paffage has been much and justly admired . The most deteftable thing ...
Strana 18
... ftill ; And then for mine obligingly mistakes The firft Lampoon Sir Will . or Bubo makes . Poor guiltless I ! and can I chufe but smile , When ev'ry Coxcomb knows me by my Style ? VARIATIONS . After VER . 270. in the MS . 280 ...
... ftill ; And then for mine obligingly mistakes The firft Lampoon Sir Will . or Bubo makes . Poor guiltless I ! and can I chufe but smile , When ev'ry Coxcomb knows me by my Style ? VARIATIONS . After VER . 270. in the MS . 280 ...
Strana 23
... ftill too near , Perhaps , yet vibrates on his Sov'REIGN's ear- Welcome for thee , fair Virtue ! all the past : For thee , fair Virtue ! welcome ev'n the last ! A. But why infult the poor , affront the great ? 360 P. A knave's a knave ...
... ftill too near , Perhaps , yet vibrates on his Sov'REIGN's ear- Welcome for thee , fair Virtue ! all the past : For thee , fair Virtue ! welcome ev'n the last ! A. But why infult the poor , affront the great ? 360 P. A knave's a knave ...
Strana 39
... ftill , Than ridicule all Taite , blafpheme Quadrille , Abuse the City's best good men in metre , And laugh at Peers that put their truft in Peter . " Ev'n thofe you touch not , hate you . 35 40 P. What should ail them ? F. A hundred ...
... ftill , Than ridicule all Taite , blafpheme Quadrille , Abuse the City's best good men in metre , And laugh at Peers that put their truft in Peter . " Ev'n thofe you touch not , hate you . 35 40 P. What should ail them ? F. A hundred ...
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Strana 21 - A Cherub's face, a reptile all the rest; Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust; Wit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust.
Strana 12 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Strana 17 - Oh let me live my own, and die so too ! (To live and die is all I have to do :) Maintain a poet's dignity and ease, And see what friends, and read what books I please ; Above a patron, tho' I condescend Sometimes to call a minister my friend.
Strana 49 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Strana 45 - Slander or Poison dread from Delia's rage, Hard words or hanging, if your Judge be Page.
Strana 17 - And those they left me; for they left me Gay; Left me to see neglected genius bloom, Neglected die, and 'tell it on his tomb: Of all thy blameless...
Strana 27 - Me, let the tender office long engage To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death; Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Strana 182 - Sir, though (I thank God for it) I do hate Perfectly all this town, yet there's one state In all ill things so excellently best, That hate towards them breeds pity towards the rest.
Strana 6 - Furies, death and rage!" If I approve, "Commend it to the stage.
Strana 24 - If on a pillory, or near a throne, He gain his prince's ear, or lose his own. Yet soft by nature, more a dupe than wit, Sappho can tell you how this man was bit...